Author's note: Hey it's the best part of the story! The update! Sorry it took so dang long, school's a burden. Anyways, I hope you guys really like this chapter. Ten pages on word baby! Whoopee! Oh! I am begging you as my loyal reviews, what couple would you like to hear more of the next opportunity I create? Romy, Lancitty, OR you could go with one of the made ups like Ason (Jason/Amber) or maybe even Mietro (Pietro/Melissa and yes there is a history behind them.) I want to thank you all so much for being willing to hear about my OC as if she were one of the originals, which, after many stories written by me, I hope to make it seem like she always has been because you know her so well. Also, I'm planning on adding in songs throughout the chapters. Maybe part of Lenore's power. Ya' never know.

Jrkgrlrox: Of course you may clone the guys, clone them as many times as you wish. Awesome I got a flame! Just one more to add to my box of random flames from jrkgrl! Sorry Rogue doesn't have Carol's powers, and do you realize this conversation topic has been going on for a lot of chapters now? Lol cool! Also, there's a part of this chapter dedicated to you. Can you figure out what part it is? Hmmm?

Yaya Bitchy Fish: Yes yes you were right about Pyro. Thanks for the correction on the song. I was so brain dead when I wrote that part during some time of the night. Hurray for the hugs!

Paprika90: That was the purpose of not saying what their names were lol. And yes, you'll see something developing between Amber and Jason very soon. Maybe a whole Kitty and Lance type relationship, though I'm not sure. Here's the next update!

Mstica: Is interesting good or bad? Hehe. No problem about the review, your story was good.

Lisa: Of course there are going to be more chapters. I have yet to get to the more juicy content and main plot of story! Thank you so much for sending your review the day you did. It made my day!

MagCat: Of course there was the Lancitty and Romy. Sorry no Jonda, I can't do Wanda too well and I hope you guys get on me if Jamie or John are out of character. Keep an eye on Mietro and Ason too. Thanks!

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The vacant look in Jason's eyes remained as his mind cleared of all his current thoughts and feelings, becoming completely absorbed by her, her thoughts, emotions, memories, everything she hid away from the surface world of her conscious. He was in so deep that when her memory of when she had seen his muscles, he was unable to smirk though he would later for sure. Exploring deeper into the depths of her mind he was able to discover thoughts and emotions towards the past not even she was aware of. He continued his search, venturing to find what the cause of the dream was. Before they had started this, he had wondered why the Professor would ask him to do this instead of doing it himself. His teacher was a far superior telepath and everyone knew it, maybe this was simply practice for the teenager, who knew?

Amber's eyes had become as wide as they could be the minute he entered her mind. She began to lose control of what she kept hidden, what she chose to let him see, everything. It was somewhat unnerving, letting a practical stranger explore her thoughts to figure out what not even she was able to about herself. Memories from last week started flashing in her mind, then last month, then six months ago. They continued farther back into her life, still nothing. Now they were entering her childhood. She recalled the memories of little snot nosed kids teasing her about being a mutant. Mainly because she wasn't able to control her abilities and was constantly bouncing off the walls like a pinball. Still nothing.

Jason continued to work back farther. He wasn't used to this long a travel through a person's mind. Maybe the professor had known this; maybe it really was a great practice. He was coming to the point in her mind where she was a five year old. How far back did this nightmare go? There was age five and that came and went. The two were snapped out of Jason's subconscious hold when a grunt noise came from the kitchen entrance. Lowering his hands, Jason's eyes received a look that told the world he was mentally there and Amber's eyes lost their wide as can be appearance and resumed their normal size for a pair of eyes. Turning their gazes to the doorway, Amber downed a soft gulp and Jason stayed silent.

"What were you doing?" Tyler's voice filled the air as the only sound around them at the moment. He didn't look too happy to see his sister in a dark room, even if it was the kitchen, with a guy who was sitting pretty darn close to her and had his hands hovering near her head. Who knew what type of power he had and was using on her. Those thoughts didn't comfort him in the least bit. He knew he was protective of her, but he had a right to be and he would take full advantage of that right.

"Tyler it's all right, Jason was just helping me." Amber explained getting up to place her glass and tiny plate in the sink, anything to distract her away from Tyler's untrusting gaze.

"With what?" Tyler asked not seeming to take his eyes off of Jason who looked back at him. The two held each other's gazes, both fighting for dominance in this situation, both unwilling to compromise partial dominance.

"With her nightmare." Jason replied coolly, his tone not raising or lowering but kept an even steady pace and hinted with a level of fearlessness in it for the opposing boy.

"Did she ask you?" Tyler asked knowing his sister would never tell anyone about her nightmares in a million years. The boy must have some sort of mind power in order to figure that one out. But what did he really want? Tyler could see it in his eyes; there was more to it then that.

"I offered." Jason shot back simply. Both boys were so wrapped up in holding the other's gaze that they scarcely heard Amber when she told them that she was going to bed in that soft sweet voice of hers. She looked from Jason to Tyler before giving Tyler a slight hug good night and retreating down the hall to the room she was rooming on the third floor.

"I want you to stay away from her." Tyler told him firm and coldly as soon as she had left.

"Why don't trust me?" Jason asked rising to his feet that made him feel like he had slightly more power then he had previously had.

"Exactly." The older brother told him.

Jason slowly approached him, defiance in his steps. "Well I don't take orders from a newbie trying to boss me around." He said sternly with slightly narrowed eyes. Tyler stood about 5'8" but Jason towered over standing 5'11" so he was able to look down at the protective brother as the two shoved shoulders while Jason left the room leaving Tyler to seethe with anger and irritation. How dare that little--

"Ughh!" He grunted loud enough for half the school to hear if they chose so.

"Lemme' guess. Flunkie Boy's hittin on your sister and she doesn't get it." The half amused voice of Ian asked as he leaned against the doorframe apparently having heard some of the conversation that took place a few moments ago.

"Pretty much sums it up. Got any ideas on how to take care of that?" Tyler asked looking over at his, at the moment, only friend. He knew Ian was one to get in fights, but he also knew that just from how Ian composed himself, the way he stood, spoke, watched everyone, that he was also crafty, conniving, and clever. Surely he would have some idea.

With that Ian's lips twisted and curled into a devilish grin. "Oh yeah." Once the comment was made the two boys sat down to the table and began the discussion on Ian's brilliant and slightly twisted plan.

About 15 minutes later Ian's plan had been revealed and explained to Tyler who was looking at him with astonishment. "Think it'll work?" He asked way past the state of curious.

Ian grinned smugly as he reclined back in his chair. "Oh yeah trust me, it'll work. It'll be just like the Brotherhood and X-men all over again. Only we'll be like the Brother hood to them instead of you guys being the X-men." He commented simply.

"The who?" Tyler asked clearly not having a clue about who the Brotherhood was.

"You're seriously that far behind? You don't know who the Brotherhood is?" Ian asked his eyebrows shot up in astonishment.

"Yeah who are they?" Tyler asked feeling like an A class nerd for not knowing this. He knew it was a label used back at his old school but had no clue it originated back here with the X-men.

"I'll take ya' to their old place tomorrow." Ian told him with a nod of his head. His dad had taken him there before they came to the school so the directions were fresh in his brain.

It was Tyler's turn to grin. "Sounds like a plan." He said. They sat there for a moment in silence but the grins and look in their eyes said it all, this would be one heck of a stay here. The silence stayed for about a minute before all of a sudden both boys found themselves jumping in their seats from the sudden outburst of sound that came from the door way. Standing there was a very irritated Christina with a cat curled up in her arms.

"Can we help you?" Ian asked not too thrilled with the fact that they had been interrupted by someone who was supposed to be asleep, well, they were too for that matter but that wasn't important.

"Mind if we join you? I swear, my roommate's a witch. I can't get any sleep cause I just know that the second I do she'll put a curse on me or something." Christina explained referring to her wonderful roommate Nikki. They had figured out they were bunking with each other earlier that day. Needless to say things hadn't gone over well. Without even waiting for their permission she walked over and sat down in between Ian and Tyler allowing her half awake kitty onto the table in the process. The cat raised his head lazily and looked at the two new faces curiously. Slowly he stood to his feet and sniffed the air around him lightly picking up the new scents before trotting over to where Ian sat. Smokey lowered his nose to the teen's hand and sniffed once again. Raising his head he looked over to Christina then back to Ian. "Mm-rre-ow." The cat meowed almost as if it was asking Ian a question and by the way Smokey was sitting, it looked like he wanted an answer as well. Christina's eyes were upon her little cat as he meowed, he hardly ever meowed so what was up?

"Who's your room mate?" Tyler asked pouring himself a glass of water from the sink before he returned back to his seat at the table. He leaned back in his chair as Ian and Christina began to get comfortable as well. It was kinda' cool being here. Between the time of night, the rule breaking element, and the fact that people just seemed to show up on their own on the spur of the moment gave this whole ordeal a feel that he wished would never end. Maybe two to four times in a person's life does something happen on the spur of the moment with just the right people happen that makes everything seem so..so..perfect.

Christina was snapped out of her silent ponderings by Tyler's question. "Oh...I heard it but forgot. I just call her Weed." She commented simply watching Smokey climb up the side of Ian's shirt and finally settle down on his shoulder like a parrot for a pirate. All the teenager needed now was an eye patch, peg leg, hook in place of his left hand and a hat and he'd be good to go.

"Why do you call her Weed?" A soft-spoken voice asked from off to the side of the group. Lenore stood there in a black nightgown that went down about an inch past her knees and pair of light brown pajama pants that stuck out from underneath it. Unlike the other's she stood until Tyler had motioned for her to sit down with them at the table.

"Well mainly because we almost got into it when I first showed up here and she turned out to have plant like powers. So yeah Weed's her name if you ask Me.." Christina said with a light shrug. "So what brings you to the wonderful X-kitchen at this time of day?" She asked sarcastically.

"Those two are the reasons actually. Seth woke me then decided we should head down here." Lenore explained pointing to a pair of boys that had been standing there silently this entire time. One looked particularly muscular and it'd be easy to tell he was a blonde with steel gray eyes in sunlight but now his features were slightly shaded and unclear. He stood there every now and then glancing down at the boy beside him. He had mocha brown skin and dark blue hair that hung around the top of his ears and deep blue eyes that seem void and hallow. The boy couldn't have been more the seven years of age, the blonde maybe 17. The boy with blonde hair raised up a hand nonchalantly to signal he was Seth. "Hey she was the only girl I could find and Trevor wouldn't go to sleep." He said nodding to the small boy. "Trevor's my room mate, his dad's name is Kurt or something. I came here with my dad, Pietro." He explained.

"So? Just cause she's a girl automatically means that she's supposed be able to get a child to sleep?" Christina asked eyes narrowed at Seth convincing the boy that he'd die in his sleep that night. Maybe he should call up his ex and apologize, that way he could die with a clean conscience. Gratefully, he was saved from his inevitable death right at the last moment.

"Well sit all of you. In fact we were just talking about this place." Ian started calmly enough. Glancing up he notice the intrigued faces of everyone but Tyler. Hey what could ya' say? He knew how to work a room if he wanted. After a moment of figuring out how to best describe what his plan was, Ian looked up once again. "Well I assume you all hate it here as much as we do right?" He asked slowly and carefully.

"Well I admit it is not as pleasant as I would have hoped but I'm not sure it is-" Lenore was cut off.

"Trust me 'Nore, ya' hate it." Christina said deciding to give Lenore a nickname that made the girl positively beam with happiness and joy about that. Christina figured that growing up in an adoption home and then being adopted on the other side of the country must make you become ecstatic at the thought of being accepted by people around her.

"So go on, you got my interest." Seth urged on barely stealing a glance over at Trevor, who just looked at the wall in front of him, not blinking just gazing. Maybe he was blind. No that wasn't the case, Seth had seen him do things that required sight earlier that day.

"Well, have you all heard of the Brotherhood before?" Ian asked them looking up once more.

"Well I would think so seeing as how my dad was one of the leading members." Seth said kicking back in his chair comfortably now that he had said something that made him included in this whole plot.

"That's only cause your grandpa let him." Ian replied seeming to get a little irritated by Seth's bragging.

"Do you two honestly hear yourselves? You sound like little children." Lenore gently is not playfully scolded the boys.

"So can we -get- back to the point?" Christina asked not to happy about the change in conversation topic. The others weren't as familiar with the team seeing as how their parents hadn't talked about it much. So with that stated Tyler and Ian began explaining what Ian's plan was.

"So basically we're supposed to try and divide this place into groups like X-men and Brotherhood were because these kids are snobs and we want to show we aren't takin' any of their crap?" Christina asked them with a look on her face that seemed to ask them if they were serious because it sounded pretty pathetic to her.

"Well...yeah." Tyler said becoming more insecure about the idea after seeing Christina's face and hearing her tone.

"…Cool." She said breaking into a calm, cool, grin that made Ian and Tyler relax. It was a sight never expected by any of the original X-men or Brotherhood, an Alvers and a Stewart becoming close friends. The thought was enough to send a shiver through any of them.

"So when are we..." Lenore's question was never finished for at that moment a group of head lights shinned through the kitchen's window as a few cars rolled onto the school's campus.

"What are they doing out at this time of hour?" Lenore pondered seeing her parents emerge from one of the cars with the rest of the adults. Though there were a few new faces as well.

"That's what we're going to find out." Seth stated nodding for everyone to stay in their seats instead of scurrying upstairs to their rooms in hopes of not being caught like little kids taking cookies from the cookie jar. No this time it was the parents who were busted. Seth took another look down at Trevor. How come he didn't say anything, or talk, weren't little kids supposed to never shut up? What about smiling? Six or seven year olds were always happy, why not him?

Smokey still hadn't left Ian's shoulder and it was starting to bug Christina. He didn't like anyone but her and her mom. Not even her old boyfriend Michael. So what was it about Ian that he liked so much! Christina was pulled away from her ranting thoughts when the sound of the front door being slowly and carefully creaked open. Following it were the sounds of feet moving quietly across the ground as the entering mutants tried not to be heard or noticed.

All heads turned towards the kitchen entrance as the light was snapped on and the adults froze in place. Their children look like they had been waiting up for them for hours. Remy's gulp could be heard and Kitty seemed to tense up. "Heyyy kids what's up?" Lance asked trying not to sound too nervous. He scanned the faces of each one of the teenagers, when his eyes landed on Christina he froze. Was this...was this Christina? His daughter? A feeling in him grew at that thought, instantly he felt a fatherly love towards her, a caring and loving one. This was his daughter at least he was pretty sure it was.

"Where have you been? Do you realize it is 2:30 in the morning?"

"There -is- a cur view in this school you know."

"Is that alcohol I smell? It better not be."

"Were you drinking and driving? What if something had happened to you? We wouldn't have known."

The lecturing statements came at the parents like a blaze of fire. Their kids didn't look happy and they had the sinking feeling that they were going to be in trouble for this. It seemed to completely leave their minds that -they- were the adults, not these teenagers.

"Well you see, we like ran into Roxana-- I mean Tabitha, Jamie and John and we just totally lost track of time." Kitty said defending herself and the others. She shot an uneasy glance at all the other adults who seemed just as nervous and fidgety as she was. Who knew a group of teenagers could be so intimidating? She sure hadn't expected this.

"Well no offence to Tabitha but she is no excuse to you breaking cur view." Christina told her mother trying so hard to hold in the laughter that was threatening to erupt from her hardened features. The teenagers continued to lecture their parents for several minutes. They made it clear that they were not pleased that they had come home so late from clubbing and Lenore had innocently pointed out the smell of alcohol on their clothes and in their breaths. The adults were sent to their rooms that night with the message from Logan to remind them that they had a 7 am work out in the danger room with him that happened to be in close to only four hours away. So much for a decent nights sleep.

"Ah can't believe we'h got lectu'ed by a g'oup o' teenaga's." Rogue muttered as they trudged up the stairs and to their bedrooms.

Gambit took that opportunity to slip his arm around her waist and pulled Rogue close to him. Placing his lips right next to her cartilage he kissed her behind her ear then whispered. "Jus' be gratefu' that they weren't ha'da' on us then dey were. Cause Remy knows ya' all deserved wo'se." As he said that Rogue gave him a playful jab. "Yeah like ya' we'n't dere in da club wit us." She shot back rolling her eyes.

"So where's my room?" Tabitha asked looking up and down the hallway as she waited for an answer.

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Lying in her soft bed, Kitty tried to allow sleep to consume her, take over her, and send her away from reality into a place of pure and simple rest. Though that sadly wasn't going to happen any time soon. Her mind swarmed with recollections of the past day's experiences. Lance was alive. Ian was too. After 16 years of devastation there they were right here in the same building as her, the place that was the cause to their first meeting. He hadn't even shown her who Ian was, her own son! She was looking right at him and she didn't even know which teenager he was! Tears glossed over her pretty blue eyes in the still of the blackened night as dark outside as it was inside. Tears streamed down the sides of her face silently as she thought over those cruel and torturous facts that life had just smashed her into the ground with.

Pain tore at her heartstrings, threatening to rip it out of her chest at that very moment and shatter it to pieces like a hardened fist. It was worse than if you had lost a child because then you know where they are and that you'll see them again, but to know your child is right there with you but don't know which teenager he was, was a horrid feeling. One she wished could be eliminated from the face of the planet. All she wanted was to have him there, to hold him in her arms and tell him she loved him. But for right then, she couldn't.

It was true that she had done the same thing to Lance. She hadn't even really let him know if his daughter was in the same building with him or not. Of course she had left obvious hints that Christina was, but he still didn't know which teenage girl was his own. She laid on her back starring up at a bitch black room that wasn't nearly as dark and gloomy as her spirit was feeling at that moment. It's the cruelest form of punishment. Looking you child in the eyes and not knowing who they are. The thought rang through her head over and over again every time growing louder and harder. The petite woman turned on her side, curling up into a ball and clutching her pillow with all she had, and slowly and silently cried herself into a restless sleep.

On the other side of the room, another woman was experiencing an aching pain in her as well. Only this wasn't about her children, this was about a certain platinum haired man who had saved her from falling earlier that night. He had changed so much, and at the same time hadn't changed at all. It made her feel like screaming in a rage. No that wasn't strong enough. What she wanted to do was smash, slam, and pound the living day lights out of a punching back with a razor sharp shovel. How dare he show up and act like nothing happened! After what he did to her and the motive behind it made her sick to her stomach and made her want to cry but told herself she couldn't. Allowing herself to cry would once again let him win, let it show he had hurt her, and she couldn't let that happen. She wasn't supposed to have even had a friendship with him let alone a serious relationship. The next few weeks, or possible months, would be hell for her whenever she might see him if something wasn't done about this.

She laid in her bed thinking over these emotions and feelings towards him. She still loved him, she had never stopped, but something in her was saying that it would never work out between them, not after last time. Melissa felt her eyelids grow heavy and it was hard to keep them open. Sleep would soon consume her and struggling to stay awake was futile. Besides, she needed her sleep, especially if she had to get up early to make the seven am danger room session with Logan. She powers had developed and if hers had, then everyone else's must have too as well. It was a scary thought thinking about what type of things Logan could have them do or put them through with these new developments in both the technology and mutant abilities. Slowly her head lolled to the side, burying that part deep into the pillow and her eyes closed allowing her to fall into a deep and very much needed sleep.

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Down the silent and barren hall way a group of teens had formed in one of the larger bedrooms. The boys either leaned against the wall or sat on the floor while the girls sat on chairs, bean bags, and the owner of the room curled up in her bed looking as if she were half awake. They were discussing one, and only one, topic, the X-kids.

"I say we give them a chance." Jason voiced slightly on the timid side for his statement. He was clearly out numbered with everyone against him but still, the guy had to at least try to get his friends to accept at least Tyler and Amber, well Amber mostly, he didn't care too much about Tyler.

"You serious Jason? I nearly got into a fight with a little-miss-high-and-mighty today who gave me a -huge- attitude just because she felt she could." Nikki said clutching a throw pillow to her chest as she sat curled up in a beanbag.

"Besides, a new guy thought he had the right to hit on me today just because he was Lance Alver's son." Celia muttered voice full of irritation and spite. She had by then sat up in her bed well, reclined in it, seeming more awake and alert as the conversation seemed to pick up.

"I say we put them in their place. Make them realize that just because they're the kids of the original X-men and Brotherhood doesn't mean they are so they need to get over themselves. They are no better then us and most of them, if not all, don't even know how to control their powers nearly as well as we do. They have no right to act like they're above us." Darren said getting straight to the heart of what everyone was thinking, feeling, and wanting to say.

"I agree. No offence Jason but Darren's right, these guys can't think they're above us and we need to show them that if they won't do it on their own, we'll show the hard way." Kyle said with a light shrug. He was normally a fun loving, carefree guy, except when you mess with any of his friends, then, he isn't so nice.

"Especially when a few of them are cocky enough to try and hit on us their first day here. Don't they realize this is like any other high school? Freshmen don't approach seniors and try and act like they belong there the first day of high school without getting themselves stuffed in a locker. It's the same way here, newbies don't hit on the students who have been here longer, regardless of age, --" Tori's statement was finished by Daren who had caught on to her point.

"--Without getting the equivalent to being stuffed in a locker." Daren finished. He knew Tori would have never implied that they actually stuff someone in a closet or something. It was just that being blind Tori was only able to go by what she's heard on matters like these. She's not able to see the events take place, heck she doesn't even know what a locker looks like.

Daren sat on the edge of his girl friend's bed, looking at his closely-knit group of friends. He had chosen to sit on the bed because it seemed that if he was lower, then they had to look down to see him, which guaranteed their undivided attention would be given to him. It also gave a feel of power and leadership given to him that he didn't have to stand to have their eyes on him. He sure was his parent's child.

Around the room, grins and smirks replaced the once hardened faces of the students in there. They liked that idea. The idea of finally being able to show someone that they were tougher then they looked and finally earning the respect that they deserved. Oh sure, the school was crawling with little elementary school kids and junior highers who tried to act all that, the junior highers more so then the elementary kids who they rarely saw. The sixth, seventh, and even eighth and ninth graders knew that they, the sophomores, juniors, seniors, and in Tori's case a ninth grader (Hey what can they say? She's a cool exception), were the most powerful students at this school and were not to be messed with. Now these new kids needed to learn it too. The timeless image of the unapproachable older teens had not diminished since it began and these Xavier kids were going to make sure that image stayed alive. The ones who deserved respect needed to get it, those who hadn't earned it yet should show it for others. Plain and simple.

Jason didn't seem to happy about this. Though who could blame him? His one shot at getting closer to that Amber girl was being ripped away from him and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Especially since Tyler seemed to hate him and now his entire group of friends were going to hate Tyler and Amber. Ian, Ian they could hate that was fine with him.

"You feelin' all right Jason? You look kinda' upset to me." Nikki commented looking over at her best guy friend. The two had been inseparable since the 4th grade when he pushed Kyle, Jason's now best guy friend, into the mud for pulling on one of Nikki's braids, that is before she cropped her mid back length hair off. The two had learned to recognize when something was going on with the other one. And right now she could tell there was something going on with him.

"Yeah Nikki, I'm fine." Jason sighed, his head hanging down towards the ground. His blue eyes stared down at the dusty rose-colored carpet that was covering Celia's floor. He must admit, she by far had the best-furnished room in the entire student body dormitories. Her walls were a more faded shade of her carpet with Victorian styled hats, pictures and paintings pinned to them, a mural of the sky on her ceiling, and purple and dark rose colored throw pillows everywhere. It seriously made you think this girl was a princess in disguise. Maybe she actually was, after all was it really a coincidence that she had the old bedroom of Amara, the one princess in the whole school with the original X-men. Of course outside of her spoiled princess room, Celia came across as a normal teenager. She wore sweatshirts, got moody, sat around and did nothing with other people, didn't wear designer labels, none of that. So who she really was, was probably a mystery even to Celia Morgan herself.

"So it's decided, if those newbies want the status and respect that they think they have and deserve we'll give it to 'em." Daren started in a slow and steady pace drawing in attention like a fish on a fishing line. "They'll just have to go through the same…heck we did to get it." He concluded. A chorus of agreement and support flowed around the room. Nikki and Tyler high fived, Celia got up from her cozy position in her bed and crawled over to Daren.

"Hey Daren." She started calmly and casually.

"Yeah Cel?" Daren asked using her nickname he had given to her their third week of going out.

"Thanks for saying heck." She told him a smile gracing her face. Even though hell wasn't that bad of a word, she still had a discomfort with that word or any word worse then that.

Daren gave her a classic grin. "Sure any time sweetheart." He said kindly.

With that Celia leaned in. She placed her rose petal pink lips upon his own and held them there. In response, Daren instantly brought his hand up to the back of her head to support it and his left arm found itself around her back. Their eyes closed and Daren's tongue prodded at her lips begging for interest. Celia was about to oblige to his request when Kyle noisily cleared his throat suggesting that there was some congestion there but their obviously wasn't.

The couple pulled apart quickly and judging by their red tinted cheeks both were embarrassed. "Yeah so everyone cool with the plan?" Daren asked wanting to change the subject of everyone's focus as soon as possible.

With smug replies and promises the teens let the room, one by one, in a slow almost stream like departure. Nikki was helping Tori out of the room and probably to where her room was. Tori would have been able to find it on her own but unfortunately, her walking stick had a terrible mishap earlier that day by a couple of hooligans who hadn't been watching where they were wrestling. It should be fixed by later that day. The glue just has to dry. Of course they hadn't left without making some sarcastic calls and smart remarks like "It's a little late to be doing anything dontcha' think?" Or "Don't do anything Logan can sniff out." Soon it was only Daren and Celia left in the room fit for a princess, or only child.

"So you think it'll work?" Daren asked looking over at Celia's form as she lay on her bed.

"Mmhmm." She moaned trying to stay awake with the temptation of falling asleep with her fabulously soft pillow beneath her head looming over her.

"But do you really think this'll make them change? I mean, I was kinda' hopin' that these new kids might have been fun to have around. Maybe show off our skills in the danger room, causing them to wish they were as good as the "lifers" of the Xavier school. But now that they are actually here and everything, I just wish that they never came." He sighed letting the front of his hair hang down in front of his eyes. The hair strands swayed back and forth as he sighed and shook his head lightly in frustration.

"Daren." Celia started rising from her bed barely, but enough so that she was more awake, "They want to act like they're all that then they can. We'll just show them that every action has a consequence. I can't promise that it'll work but I can promise one thing." She told him as if she had been thinking these things over for some time now.

"Yeah and what's that?" The 17 year old asked turning his head over to take a loving look at his girl friend who in turn was looking at…the inside of her eye lids.

"Each day is a new day full of unexpected surprises. Some good, some bad but you just have to remember that each day is a new day. Also, sure they weren't what we expected. We were expecting them to be wide-eyed and amazed by everything we did. But they're teenagers, just like us. But please don't go too far with teaching them a lesson." She concluded snuggling deeper under her thick blankets and full rose colored pillowed, apparently her favorite color was a rosy one. Her last few words before drifting off into a peaceful rest was, "It's late, you should get some sleep too. You'll be making a mall trip in roughly seven hours." She said with a tiny smile as it became harder and harder to stay awake.

Daren rose from his spot on her bed and quietly walked over to where she was laying. Getting down on one knee, he brushed a few stray strands of hair out of her face and gently tucked them behind her ear before whispering. "Don't worry, I will. Good night Celia." And with a kiss on her forehead he walked noiselessly to the entrance to her room and paused or a moment. He turned his head once again back to face her. Almost to promise himself she was all right and that she'd be there in the morning when they all woke up. It was a routinely act that he did, each and every night he'd watch her for a moment and as he did so a growing feeling of love and protection for her swept over him as if it was a whole new experience each and every night. Confident that she would be safe for the next five or so hours that they were apart, he turned back to the door. Placing a hand on the knob he turned off her light and exited into the darkness of the night.

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Author's note: Hey everyone, hope you really liked the chapter. Sorry this chapter should have gone live hours ago but my computer was an idiot and deleted all my changes and alterations! Thanks to the deletion I forgot everything I wanted to say! Oh well this chapter was kinda' boring I know but keep your eyes open, the next chapter is gonna' contain a little danger room, some flirting, some fighting, and probably more fighting. Stay tuned!

---The silent one